“Are you serious?” I said with a giggle.
“Why would I joke?” Harry said smiling.
“I’ll have to think about it.” I said smirking.
“Come on.” Harry said his face dropping a little.
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” I said grabbing his hand.
He looked at me closely.
“Of course I will be your girlfriend.” I said smiling.
Harry leaned in to kiss me, but I backed away.
“No. We are starting from the beginning. We aren’t friends anymore, we are dating, and you will act accordingly.” I said.
“For real?” Harry said eyeing me.
“Yes, for real. So we need to get separate beds.” I said.
“No, it’s cold without you.” Harry whined.
“I will not be your little toy.” I said.
“Okay fine, but why can’t we kiss, we did that when we were just friends, and now we are dating isn’t it more appropriate?” Harry asked.
“I want to make this like a real relationship, like go on dates, and then we have our first kiss as a couple and all that romantic stuff.” I swooned.
“Fine, fine, whatever makes you happy. We’ll take it slow, but I have a condition myself.” Harry said.
“Go for it.” I answered.
“You have to promise me, that no matter how much hate, or mean things are said to you, you will never doubt my love for you, and you will never leave me because of it. I know that some fans can get nasty and mean and stuff, but I don’t want that to affect us. I am with you every step of the way.” Harry said.
“Harry I will never let the hate get to me. I promise.” I said.
“Good, because I don’t want to lose you over something like that.” Harry answered.
“I have another condition as well.” I added.
“Oh God.” Harry joked.
“I want to be exclusive from the start. From right now until forever. I don’t want to see you with other girls, and I won’t be with other guys. I’m not playing the jealousy game. I hate it.” I said.
“Of course. I wasn’t planning on being with other girls anyway. You’re the only girl for me Alana.” Harry said.
I smiled, and hung my head, letting my hair fall into my face. Harry brushed it away and titled my chin up so I was facing him.
“If any guys come near, I’m going to have to beat them up.” Harry whispered.
I started to laugh, and he laughed along with me. We finished up eating, and then Harry wanted to walk around town.
We left the restaurant, and walked around for a little bit. Harry held my hand tightly. There were a few fans that followed at a close distance behind us.
Harry noticed.
“Do you think they’ll say anything?” I asked Harry.
“Well, they took some pictures, so they’ll be everywhere soon enough, but remember if you get any hate, come to me, and I’ll fix it.” Harry said.
“Harry, I’m going to be fine. Hate doesn’t bother me. I’ve been getting it ever since you got famous, and I was only your friend then.” I said.
“Lana, if they know we are together some may get more vicious, I just want to warn you.” Harry said.
“Thanks, but I swear I’ll be fine.” I said.
“Okay.” Harry smiled.
We kept walking, hand in hand, and then one brave fan came up to us, camera out and recording.
“Are you guys dating?” she asked Harry.
Harry looked down, smiled, and then looked her straight in the eye.
“Yes. Alana is my girlfriend and we are very happy together.” Harry said.
I smiled to myself, and Harry wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
“You look really good together, I’m glad you are happy.” The girl said.
“Thank you.” Harry answered.
“Will you take a picture with me?” the girl asked Harry.
“Of course.” Harry smiled.
I stepped out of the picture, and let Harry do his thing. A few more fans came over and Harry took some more pictures. As he kept taking pictures, more and more fans were appearing. I got tired, so I sat down on the sidewalk, and waited for Harry to be done. He looked over at me, and mouthed ‘Sorry.’
I nodded my head, and waited patiently. I wasn’t about to get mad, and call it quits and leave, because I knew this was all part of Harry’s job. He loved and appreciated all his fans, and I wasn’t going to be the one to ruin that for him.
It had been about two hours, since Harry had started taking pictures with the fans. It was getting late, and I was freezing. My body was shaking and I was shivering. Harry noticed, and came over to me, and wrapped his jacket around my shoulders.
“I’m sorry it’s taking so long, I’ll be done soon I promise.” Harry said kissing my forehead.
“It’s fine, go, you’re fans are waiting.” I said.
“I’m sorry.” Harry said, before rushing back to the fans.
I sat cuddled up in Harry’s jacket. It kept me warm for a short while, but then I started to freeze again. Harry was still talking and laughing with some fans, while I sat alone waiting.
Finally after another half hour, Harry came over to me. The fans had cleared, and he sat next to me.
“I am so sorry about that. Do you want to continue walking now?” Harry asked.
“I’m really tired, and cold, maybe we should head back.” I suggested.
“Yeah, okay.” Harry answered.
He seemed a little sad, but I couldn’t really tell. I wanted to spend time with Harry, but it was difficult with all the fans constantly surrounding him.
We walked back to the car, hand-in-hand, and I drove us home. When we got there, I kicked off my shoes and collapsed onto the couch tiredly.
“I ruined the night didn’t I?” Harry asked sadly.
“What? No of course not. Why would you think that?”
“Because, I stopped with the fans for like three hours, and left you sitting in the cold, alone, just waiting for me.” Harry said.
“Harry, I had an amazing night, plus, you have to hang out with your fans, they adore you, so it’s like you’re paying them back.” I said walking over to him.
“I should have been paying more attention to you.” Harry said.
“Harry stop being so hard on yourself. Tonight was amazing, and you know it.” I said wrapping my arms around his waist.
He pulled me into a hug, and kissed the top of my head.
“I’ll make it up to you.” he whispered.
I pulled away from his hug, and grabbed his hands.
“Listen to me Styles; you don’t have to make anything up to me, because you didn’t do anything wrong. You were spending time with your fans. What is so bad about that?” I said.
“It was a night meant for you and I and I like ditched you.” he said.
“Harry stop saying that. You didn’t ditch me, I had the best night of my life, and you just need to stop.” I said.
“Okay, I’m still sorry though.” Harry answered.
“Don’t be.” I replied, hugging him again.
Harry held me for a little while and I started to fall asleep standing up.
“I’m tired.” I said.
“Me too, let’s go to bed.” Harry answered.
“I told you, we can’t share a bed.” I said stubbornly.
“Alana, we will go bed shopping tomorrow, but you are not sleeping on the couch.” He answered.
“Yes I am.” I said.
“No you are not.” Harry said grabbing my hand.
I plopped onto the floor, and Harry started dragging me through the apartment. I laid down and started flailing.
“Harry no! Harry stop!” I shouted.
He didn’t listen, he kept dragging me along. Finally, he gave up realizing he couldn’t win.
“Have it your way.” He said letting go of me.
He turned and started to walk away. I sprung up from the ground, and jumped onto his back.
“Ah!” He screamed, spinning me around.
I laughed really hard, and then he placed me gently on the ground.
“I need my pajamas.” I said.
Harry carried me into the bedroom, and I changed into my pajamas, grabbed a pillow and a blanket and made my way to the couch. I laid down, and it took me forever to get comfortable. I was freezing, and I just wanted to snuggle with Harry.
I grabbed my pillow and blanket, and scurried into the bedroom.
“Harry!” I whisper screamed.
“Yes?” he said.
“I want to be with you.” I said.
“Come here then.” He said.
I walked over to the bed, and crawled in next to him.
“I missed you.” I said.
“I missed you too.” Harry replied stroking my hair.
“I don’t want my own bed.” I stated.
“You don’t need one.” Harry said.
“I want to kiss you.” I said.
“That would be nice.” Harry answered.
“Will you kiss me?” I asked.
“Yes, I will.” Harry said.
He leaned down, and placed a soft sweet kiss on my lips.
“Thank you.” I said intertwining my fingers with his.
“You’re welcome.” He replied.
“Harry?” I asked.
“Yes Alana?” he answered.
“You’re naked aren’t you.” I said.
“Yup.” He answered.
Cheeky boy.